Chapter 23
Emma sighed and rubbed her hand across Rohan’s bare chest. “Do you think they’ll complain to the landlord?”
“Who?” Rohan ran his fingers along Emma’s spine and she shuddered in his big double bed.
“Laurel and Hardy.”
“What?”
“Stephanie and Jed,” Emma said with a sigh. “Do you think they’ll put in an anonymous complaint about you changing the locks?”
Rohan chuckled, a low, tantalising sound. “You’ll have to let me know. You’re my landlord.”
“Oh, yeah.” Emma rolled onto her stomach and shot a quirky look in her husband’s direction. “I’m putting the rent up.”
“Go for it.” Rohan sat up using his stomach muscles. He stretched and yawned and Emma picked at a loose thread on the pillowcase.
“Was your taxi driver in your squadron in Afghanistan?” she asked, recalling the man’s
